Artist statement:

I was sitting at the edge of a narrow, sun bleached, wooden dock looking out to the horizon: where the equatorial blue noon sky and the saturated Caribbean turquoise water meet. In my peripheral vision, I catch something disturbing the soothing repetitive flow of the water’s surface. I turn my head towards the movement, fully expecting to see the usual silver shine of a sábalo (tarpon). Instead, what I saw was a gleaming yellow creature I had never seen before swim towards the dock. It got closer and through the crystalline water I saw that it was a pulpo amarillo brillante (bright yellow octopus).